[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]Nobody open the doorHomie I blow by the “O”Burning it down, good shit is all that I knowI done had all that beforeShawty a pro, told her get down on the floorShe take it all in her throatShe wanna go, smell the weed all in my clothesFuck her, don't need her no moreSix in a row, get a bitch, give her the boneBreak her like six in them stonesNiggas so cold, thinking I sit in the snowI keep a bitch getting stonedSmoke in my home, all my whips covered in chromeAll my dips love giving domeGet it to go, back to my crib stuffing conesY'all either kids or my clonesWe turnt up on marijuana and champagneThem niggas talk ‘bout who they are, but they don’t do a thingCan't tell me I ain't drunk I'm on that water in the clubDifferent strokes, find me a bitch I can pokeI'mma go get me an "O" and

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]Got a couple thousand dollars and some J's rolled upI get money every day so everything's on usI got my own strain, it come with my nameGo straight to the brain, your shit ain't the sameA different lane, we sipping champagneI been in the game, just give me a flameShe looking for change, I'm rolling up JaneI'm balling insane, got more than six ringsIn love with my slang, I'm puffing a JI hunt her today, come up with a playMost of these niggas be wanting to cuff on a bitchI just be up in the way, stuff in the safeI'm loving the race, stuck in first placeFuck her for daysThem niggas wanna talk about it but they don't wanna rollWhat it takes to be a real G, they don't even knowI go to her page, she come to my placeIt look like a maze, we roll up a planeShe look at my change, she start giving brainIf they ain't the gang, then we ain't the same